Jane screams and runs faster. She bursts through the door of the kitchen. She franticly looks through the cabinets and finds a grill lighter. She hears the thing of plastic and meatal clanging down the hall way. She looks under the sink cupboard and then above the stove, finding the no stick cooking spray. She shakes it, her fingers slipping off the top. She drops it, the metal clanging to the tile floor. She scrambles on her knees to get it as it rolls away. Her thumb clicks over the lighter, flicking but not catching. The plastic feet getting closer, she raises both above in front of her, scorching the plastic demon. 
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